Back on the airship, Mousse fell silent after briefly explaining who would follow him to the mine where Mavis was. Several adjutants took the order and did not leave. Seeing this, Mousse picked up the navy blue Tibetan sword placed on the table, and under his grip, a sharp humming sound brought out the rhythm of the air. When the concussion stopped, Mousse found the only place on the sword that intersected with Kasia's second-generation holy sword, and flicked it lightly, and the fracture fell to the steel floor with a crisp sound with a metallic silver-gray thumb-sized shard.

Mousse bent down and picked it up with his thumb and forefinger, holding it up in front of the adjutants: "Derian, I remember that your bone enhancement surgery development is the longest among you. Zigu nodded, the smile on Mousse's face was a kind of shifting, "Do you think that compared to this long sword, for example, just slapping your bones with the blade, is the blade bent because of this, or will your bones break?"

Knowing that the lieutenants wouldn't answer the question, Mousse got up and put the navy blue sword back on the shelves in the locker.

"This piece is for you, Derian. The thumb-sized shard was thrown out, and before Deleen could catch it and thank him, Mousse picked up, "With just a brief touch, this sword will have to be smelted and re-smelted." You know its value very well, and in the family, the merits you have accumulated are only enough to exchange for the fragment in the hands of Derian. Do you think the loss is too big or too small?"

"I think the loss is small, at least you're all alive. The one in the enemy's hand definitely has the ultimate alloy component, otherwise it wouldn't have surpassed mine in hardness and sharpness. Fortunately, even if you report the real-time situation, I want to come over and take a look, otherwise you will have to deal with such an enemy, and with the strength of the pneumatic weapon alone, death is only a matter of a sword. ”

"My lord, is the identity of the other party indeed from the Chiraandi family?"

Mousse replied in the affirmative: "It looks very young, but I don't know if it's the role of the Chiraanti family's biotechnology." If so, the side effects should be quite large. As he spoke, he began to sigh, "Thinking that I will have to fight such an enemy in the future, and it is very likely that I will go to hunt the rumored target Kasia myself in the near future、、、"

At this point, Mousse felt a headache. Soon after, the handover to the airship formation was completed, and several lieutenants were left behind to deal with the defense of the area as a matter of urgency, and the rest went to Mavis with them.

In the newsletter, Mavis explained the situation, but Mousse did not get the answers and information he wanted. There will always be some people in every family who have been hidden, and only when it matters most, will they be mobilized. Everyone knew about this, and the discussion of the matter was completely pushed to the margins after that.

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Ten minutes later, Kasia sat on a large rock at the end of the marker and waited. Thinking about the enemy I met not long ago, I learned something. Judging by the weapon, it should be an elite figure of the family, and after a simple fight, Kasia obtained a level line.

There are only more knight squires who have really relied on their own strength to obtain quotas on this level, and their strength is much stronger than that encountered in the forests on the border of the Flame Alliance. Kasia knew that this was the illusion that the second type of creature of his kind would be somewhat useless when it encountered him. However, this restraint will persist in all three phases, unless the opponent is a juvenile wild dragon, or the offspring of some powerful second-class creature.

When the first member arrived, it was half past three in the afternoon, and Isha and Nighthawk arrived within twenty or thirty minutes. Once fully manned, Kasia led them towards the encirclement again. The same few words were said halfway through, and Kasia couldn't help them later, and he reminded Isha that they had to be careful.

"I don't know what you think, but I personally think that after you have successfully separated, it is best to dissociate yourself from the organization. Ignoring the expressions on Nighthawk Isa's faces, as they had been raised by the organization for a long time, Kasia's words were tantamount to making them abandon their homes and run away.

"I believe in the organization's goal, and I hope that the Light Project will succeed and that the small countries will be completely independent from the cracks between the three mega-states and have basic rights. But the time is too long, so long that many things have begun to decay and lose their original taste. As she said this, Kasia remembered herself. It's only been nearly four years, as if time has passed in the blink of an eye, "can help the organization anywhere else, but 、、、"

Without further ado, Kasia, who sighed to herself, told the owls the location of the Waters factory during the rest of the day, and told them that if they didn't have a place to go, or needed some help with money and relationships, they could try to go here.

After that, it's a silent process. Passing by the place where the 7th Ground Force was annihilated, corpses were everywhere, blood was half-congealed, and there was an uncomfortable slimy touch when walking past. In the air filled with the smell of blood, Nighthawk's faces were full of complicated expressions. It's just that for Isa, it's a natural thing. She was thinking about something else.

After stepping through the encirclement and walking about a dozen kilometers further, Kasia stopped.

"At your speed, counting the rest time, you'll be able to get out of the banded mountains around one o'clock in the morning. After that, be careful to sneak back into the city and hide for about a week or two, and maybe the matter here is over. It's not too late to come out then. ”

"Mr. Soriatu, I think it's okay for you to go back with us. It was the owl who spoke.

Kasia shook her head, "No, the mission still needs someone to continue." As the center, I was able to accomplish the mission by going alone. That might help you later, at least the escort mission is complete. ”

"Let's go, don't waste time, it's a safe thing for me to get back safely. After saying that, Kasia waved his hand, "Be careful on the way back, although there will be no other enemies, but it's not a bad thing to pay more attention to your surroundings." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Soriatu, and I hope we will see each other again at some point in the future. This sentence, along with the speaker, is not very convinced, this is not the world of ordinary people, like them, and even the opportunity to leave a contact information does not exist. There are very few long-term communication radio frequencies that exist for individuals who do not change. Without a fixed place to live, they never had such a thing as they went on a mission. Long-distance communication requires a higher level of communication equipment, and most of them use augmented radios or composite radio frequencies. Owls: They wouldn't get a machine of this kind for themselves. As for the reason, it is because there are almost no people who need to be contacted, there is no need, and there is no need.

Often separated in a mission, each of them is something that has been walked in their respective world for a certain period of time, and can only become a memory.

Kasia waved as if to send Isha them on a long-distance train. After the group disappeared into the trees, Kasia watched them with sonic pulses and continued to escort them out for nearly twenty kilometers, by which time it was about six o'clock in the evening, and the surrounding light was dim.

"It's time to do your own thing. "There's a lot of time, but the next time Trevican and Adolphus contact Isha and them, that's when my identity is completely revealed." What are you going to do? I wonder who is going to be here this time? Fat Ato, or Selman, or some of the other new members?"

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"Young master, it's time to leave. Lyle whispered on the wooden door outside the door, then pushed it open. He sat at the table, carefully wiping his cane and sword with a silk cloth, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.